And namely the Millere weilawey Thus pleyneth Iohn as he gooth by the wey Toward the Mille and Bayard in his hond The Millere sittyng by the fyr he fond For it was nyght and ferther myghte they noght But for the loue of god they hym bisoght Of herberwe and of ese as for hir peny The Millere seide agayn if ther be eny Swich as it is yet shal ye haue youre part Myn hous is streyt but ye han lerned art Ye kan by argumentz make a place A myle brood of twenty foot of space Lat se now if this place may suffise Or make it rowm with speche as is your gyse Now Symond seyde this Iohn by Seint Cutberd Ay is thou myrie and that is faire answerd I haue herd seye men sal tak of twa thynges Swilk as he fyndes or tak swilk as he brynges But specialy I pray thee hoost deere Get vs som mete and drynke and make vs cheere And we wol payen trewely at the fulle With empty hand men may none haukes tulle Lo heere oure siluer redy for to spende This Millere in to town his doghter sende For ale and breed and rosted hem a goos And boond hir hors it sholde namoore go loos And in his owene chambre hem made a bed With shetes and with chalons faire yspred Noght from his owene bed ten foot or twelue His doghter hadde a bed al by hir selue